Chatting with their guest.

"Kate has to call me back," Jasmine said. "So... until then we can occupy ourselves."

Carissa smiled and winked back. "I'll wash, you dry," she said, and wiggled her naked butt.

Jasmine put a hand on Carissa's hip and kissed her shoulder as they stood at the little sink. "I guess we're getting serious if housework counts as foreplay," she said.

"Uh huh," Carissa said. "Here." She handed Jasmine a wet, clean dish.

"Got it."

When Carissa finished the next dish, she noticed that Jasmine was moving the towel in very precise little circles round a molded flower on the decorative rim. Little circles. In a familiar rhythm. Carissa laughed out loud.

"Of course SOME people take the notion of housework as foreplay more literally than others," Carissa said.

"I can't help it," Jasmine said.

Their heads turned at a shuffling sound.

"You have the most adorable bed head, Jared," Jasmine said.

"Hi Jas," Jared said sleepily, leaning against the doorframe. Their friend, occasional bedmate, and co-conspirator in Jasmine's pleasure projects had stayed over last night. With school on break, he wasn't on duty as a resident assistant. And with Jasmine and Carissa sharing a bed, there was room to have friends over.

"Is Miranda still here?" Carissa asked.

Jared yawned, covering his mouth a little late. "Pardon. Nope, off at the crack of dawn." He smiled. "But the pillow smelled like her hair."

"Miranda was fabulous," Jasmine said. "Thanks for inviting yourselves in last night."

Carissa laughed. "Yes."

"Did you hear from Kate?" Jared asked.

Carissa giggled.

"I guess that means everything is okay," he said. "She's home safe?"

Jasmine swiveled her eyes left and right as if looking for eavesdroppers. Holding her hands up beside her mouth, she stage-whispered. "Kate and Bryan have been kidnapped by SWINGERS," she said. "And Carissa and I are going to go RESCUE them."

Carissa broke up laughing.

"Okay," Jared said. "Hey, have fun." He pondered. "Do you want me to call in a few days in case you need rescuing too?"

"No need to worry," Jasmine said. "We can handle it." She cleared her throat. "Seriously, it sounds like Kate and Bryan are having a great time. They DID hook up with some swingers on the cruise. The ship had an accident but everyone is fine, band basically they're having the second half of the cruise at their new friends' house. Or houses, I guess it's two couples. And it sounds like their college boy son and his girlfriend are joining the life. And the other couple has a daughter who has trouble with her love life -- Kate thinks I should talk with her -- and whose son is dating the daughter of the author of Free to Masturbate."

"Cool!" Jared said. "I wondered when we were taking that Sociology of Sex class if there were, like, second generation swingers. I guess there are. I'm also a little surprised that Kathryn would be into it, I mean she's so attached to Bryan."

Jasmine winked. "Mostly," she said.

Carissa cracked up again. She thought she knew which adventure of Kathryn's Jas was referring to.

"You'd know best," Jared said. "So what'cha up to today?"

"We are actually waiting for Kate to call us back," Carissa said.

Jared raised his eyebrows. "Waiting?"

Carissa put her hands on her hips. "Yeah."

Jared looked at Jasmine. Her lips were pursed and her nipples were, yeah, erect. That was a bit of a give away. Carissa's face was just a little pink. Yeah. He cleared his throat. "Shall I let you, uh, get along with your, um, waiting, then?"